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I remember an old tree in an empty lot. There was an old tire swing hanging on the branch with a rope, and I used to play on the swing and climb up on the tree as a kid. It was a great place for me to run away to whenever everything got to be too shitty in the dinky trailer park me and my family lived in. I haven't been back home in a while, but the last time I saw it, the tree was cut down, and the empty lot, along with the trailer park that I used to live in, is now filled up with brand new, expensive condominiums that no one can afford to live in.
Such is life.
